It's nearing December now. The month of Christmas, snow and depression. Also the month of little faeries, blizzards and stockings filled with nutmeg. Kissing under the mistletoe, pushing somebody in front of the snow plow and visiting relatives.

It's a dreary business, Christmas.

But I'm not here to talk about that.

Let's talk about friends. Yesterday I had the pleasant surprise of getting a call by one of my old friends, Saya. I'm a bit overwhelmed by the fact that she still remembers me. She called just for fun, apparently she was a bit bored and she called me because she missed me. Woooow. How can anyone miss me? I'm the most invisible human being ever! We chatted a bit, about her being the odd one out in her school for being a manganime otaku. To be honest I wasn't really her BFF or anything, in fact at times I simply detested her. She was a bit blur and cheesy most of the time, and really, she was quite the backstabber. She was one of the main reasons why I have never learnt to trust anyone. I think it was the main fact that I was so open to everyone that made me so memorable. I like to help people. Emotionally.

Which is why I've changed my blog's name. I am actually a pretty good counselor, if I may say so myself. So, people, if you need any help concerning your life, gimme a call [if you have my number] or send me an email at shadowspirit_elementzpower@hotmail.com. I think most of you following me already know that. Spread the word, people, I abide by the medical practitioner's code: I do NOT give out personal info to anyone else. I don't need to know them. But please refrain yourself from trying to lure me into helping you solve non-existent problems just so you can make fun of me, I will kill you if I ever find out you have. And don't even think about hiding the truth; I WILL FIND OUT.

Ominous warnings aside, I'm getting really excited [no matter what I tell my family] about the camp I'm going this Sunday. We've already bought everything I might need and I'm getting so, SO, excited!!

A moment of lucidity here.

People grow quickly don't they? By growing I mean growing up, being more mature and changing. It doesn't matter if you switch from a pop fan to heavy metal, or being just a little bit more feminine, or just appreciating the world a little bit more because you've realized that you might die any moment. I've changed from the freak of last year. I appreciate the fact that I might die anytime, which is why I'm intent on causing other people pain as much as I can. I am dissing genres, because in my opinion genres are for suckers. Who cares about genres, the music is what matters.

But I see some people just haven't changed at all.

Maybe it's just me. Maybe they've changed and I'm the one who didn't notice.

Who knows, right?

Drop me a line, people, holidays can be pretty boring.

And watch out for the malicious elves, they come in the middle of the night to hack at your shins.